In the heart of my memories, she stands,

A beacon of love, gentle hands.

Her voice, a melody of comfort and care,

Guiding me through life's intricate fare.

Her laughter, a symphony of joy,

Her embrace, a haven, no turmoil could destroy.

In her eyes, I see galaxies unfold,

Stories untold, in every glance, they hold.

She's the warmth of the sun on a cold winter's day,

The soothing breeze when life's storms come to play.

Her wisdom, a treasure, passed down with grace,

A legacy of strength, in every embrace.

Through trials and triumphs, she's been my guide,

In her presence, all fears subside.

For she's not just a mother, but a friend so true,

A guiding light in all that I pursue.

Though time may pass and distance may grow,

Her love, a river, continues to flow.

For in the tapestry of life, she's woven her part,

Forever cherished, deep within my heart.

My mother, my anchor, my guiding light,

In your love, I find my strength, my might.

Forever and always, I'll hold you dear,

For in your embrace, I find home, so near.